Get Naked LIVE | Stand in Your Truth Naked and Unashamed

Cultivating and nurturing  seeds of true strength, hope, healing and happiness into a beautiful forest of strong and naked black queens, so that they and their generations to come can sit under those branches inheriting healing and wholeness.

Get Naked LIVE is a global movement redefining what it means to be a strong black woman. We are driven to provide a platform that  allows her to STAND IN HER TRUTH NAKED and UNASHAMED.  Get Naked LIVE offers love, non-judgmental support and guidance, as she  navigates and processes the many challenges of life.

We give her  room to JUST BE – whoever she is, whatever she is in her moment of truth — no mask — no facade. We believe that every woman deserves to live a life free from judgment, guilt, or shame despite her past or current circumstances, and that she can experience that even in the darkest of times.

♫♪I see her face everywhere I go…

on the street and even at the picture show. Have you seen her? Tell me, have you seen her? ♫♪

I know The Chi Lites weren’t referring to her, but have you seen the STRONG BLACK WOMAN as we’ve come to know her? 

You know her, right? 

In the midst of life’s most stressful and traumatic situations, she reacts with stoic dignity, afraid to fall apart
because it’s not what she’s “supposed” to do.

She works diligently to be everything to everybody (even when her world is falling part) because she knows
the moment she dares to remove the mask to reveal what
she’s really feeling – grief, pain, stress, anger,
she’ll be labeled weak, emotional and in need of a rescue. 

♫♪Tell me, have you seen her? ♫♪

She smiles while crying inside…

She laughs while silent screams tear at her throat to be let out…

She feels, but would never dare to show the truth of it…

♫♪Tell me, have you seen her? ♫♪

I’ve seen her everywhere in my life.  I’ve BEEN her.

And I think it would be amazingly awesome if she could stand tall and say,

“I fell apart, I let myself come undone, and I survived”.

This movement, this podcast gives the STRONG BLACK WOMAN
permission to
GET NAKED before herself,  before God and
before all of the people telling her she can’t. 

Meet your
host and creator  

Hi, I’m Shirley Hubbard and I was going to use this space to give you a buttoned up, stuffy, and professional version of me (complete with a fancy title), but in the interest of GETTING NAKED

and just because I don’t want to…

See that girl in the photo to the left?  Yeah! That’s ME! 

I’m a super goofy, put the fun in dysFUNctional, brutally honest (but I say it in love),  girls just  wanna have fun kinda girl who loves a random selfie  shoot in front of the webcam, and LIVES for a pair of distressed jeans and some super cute heels.

… AND I have officially dubbed myself QUEEN.



I’m usually hanging around on happy to be free boulevard,
located at the intersection of awesome and bomb digity! 

That’s where I’ve taken up residence since saying a
BIG OL FAT yes to taking back my freedom, peace and happiness..



You see, I’m all about getting my dance on,
and if I can do it naked, (metaphorically speaking) that’s even better! 

By the way, my friends call me Shirl.
You can too if that suits your fancy.

But I wasn’t always living at this address and dancing freely.

You see, I haven’t always been this big bundle of AWESOMENESS you see before you. 

  It wasn’t that long ago that my life was in shambles. I was carrying around so much STUFF — bitterness, anger,
guilt, shame, and it was all 
wreaking havoc on my life.  

In hindsight, it was such a miserable existence — loneliness, unhappiness and so much unrest. 


But, no one knew that because I made it my life’s mission to keep all of the chaos hidden
so that those on the 
outside looking in would only see the perfect life I wanted them to see.

Needless to say, all of that perfection  added an even thicker and more complicated layer of havoc to my life. 

Things had gotten so bad in every area of my life that my head was constantly swarming with
suicidal thoughts — so much so that I wrote a suicide note. 

And each morning when my alarm sounded, I was afraid to open my eyes
because I didn’t know if that day would be the day that I would find the courage to end it all.

Then there came a day, when I just couldn’t take it anymore.

I was emotionally and spiritually drained and had lost the will to fight.
At that point, I knew I was in trouble; and I knew that I couldn’t reside in that space.
Being there terrified me because I have children, grand children
and family and friends who love me and need me.

So, that night instead of Googling ways to take my life like I had done on so many
nights before, I climbed in bed, pulled my covers over my head, and I CRIED!  

And I’m not talking about that pretty girl cry  you see in the movies

I’m talking about that ugly cry that would make Pookie from New Jack City look handsome.

The tears just started flowing.  I couldn’t pretend anymore.

I had been holding those tears in for YEARS.

I cried for the eight year old girl who had her heart broken by her dad.

I cried for the sixteen-year-old girl who found herself pregnant and
experienceing extreme bouts of hopelessness.

I cried for the sexual assualts, the bad choices, the broken relationships.

I cried for the everyday challenges of not  being able to adequately provide
for my children, the unexpected deaths, the loss of jobs.

I cried for every time somebody said, “You gotta be strong for…”

I cried for every time somebody said, “All things work together for the good…”

I cried for every time somebody said, “You can’t fall apart..”

I cried like I had never cried before… 

I felt horrible. And yet it felt so good.

That breakdown changed my life.  Not immediately, but inevitably.

Second by second, minute by minute, hour by hour of every day.
I’m learning and living what it means to dance to the beat of my own STRONG,
to show up for myself and those around me 

It is now my life’s mission to hold space for other


to free themselves from the burden of letting
family, friends, society and religion tell them what strength is.

This is what Get Naked LIVE is about  – creating that space. 

Because I see her, I see YOU, and deep down you and I both
know this mask can’t last much longer.

It has to come off if you’re ever going to live free,
healed and happy.  It MUST come off.

And because I know how hard it is, I want to create a space
where you can find the courage to do it.

So if you’ve been a Strong Black Woman or you ARE a
Strong Black Woman, I invite you to join the movement,
join me on this journey.

Let us be the QUEENS who find our own NAKED STRENGTH.

Let us be the STRONG BLACK WOMEN who pass down healing,
unashamed wholeness, happiness  and true strength to our children
and their children as an inheritance for generations to come.

Let us dance to the beat of OUR own STRONG.

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